“I took a break,” I said, by way of conversation.

Coyote was wearing his wire-rimmed glasses, which he always does when he is concentrating.

“I noticed,” Coyote replied, not looking up. “No judgment.”

“I had Stuff going on,” I said. I guess I was trying to get his attention.

“We all do,” Coyote shrugged. He reached into a drawer for a file folder.

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